Quote of the day

An awesome quote I found that I would like to share :D

“After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, and you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t mean security, and you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t promises, and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child, and you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans. After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure… that you really are strong, and you really do have worth.” ~Veronica A. Shoffstall

Happy Mother's Day

I know I whine and grumble,
That I complain about your nagging.
I know sometimes I disappoint,
That sometimes I make you worry.
I know I forget to call sometimes,
And can't seem to find the time to talk.
But most importantly,
I know how much you love me,
I know how much you care,
I know how unconditionally you accept me,
And bypass all my flaws.
I honestly can't think of anyone else (except maybe dad and Ivan and Ivor :D)
Who could love me for who I am,
And not for who I should be.
So if anyone ever asked me,
If I would ever change anything about my mom.
I'd say 'No.'
There's nothing I'd change about her,
Because she's just perfect the way she is.
God must've known exactly what I needed.
For he gave me the most perfect mom I could ever ask for.

So I'm sorry for all those times I've disappointed,
And all those times I've said thing to make you cry,
Even those times I forget to drop a line just to say hi.
I hope this makes you smile,
I hope this lets you know,
How much I love you,
And that I know how unbelievably lucky I am to call you 'Mom'

So Happy Mother's Day, mom.
Here's to many, many more years of memories and love.

Love,
Your daughter.

Beauty

What is beauty?
Is it what society says it is?
Is it a golden tan, flawless skin, a small waist, long legs, perfect hair?
How many of us strive to get there, how many of us wish our genetics had dictated us to look like that?
You read in magazines everyday of all these famous, 'beautiful' people quoting on what they think beauty really is. They say things like 'Beauty is only skin deep', 'Beauty is confidence', 'Beauty comes from the inside'.
Easy for them to say, they have personal stylists, personal trainers, personal cooks. They are already there. THey are already there at what society defines to be 'beautiful'. And coincidentally, after some star says that she's curvy and loves her curves, that she does not need to be a size zero to be happy, the next thing you know, she appears on magazine cover promoting a diet that helped her get to a size zero. What superficial fools we humans can be!
Because I think what no one dares to say out loud is that, society's definition of beauty IS exactly what it seems like. A size zero barbie doll with perfect skin, hair and body.
How did we get here?
How did we get to being good enough, perfect enough to judge who is beautiful and who is not?
How did we get the right to judge what people need to change about themselves just so they can fit into that 'Beautiful' label?
I like to think that beauty is what we want it to be.
I like to think that beauty IS confidence, intelligence, a kind heart, a sense of humour.
I like to think that everyone is beautiful.
But I wonder if it even matters what I want to think.